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'Hi, it's Brad?'
He picked up.
Thank god he picked up!
Say something.
'Hi Brad, it's Lizzy.'
Only three months ago in a situation like this I would turn their music up to calm me down. Now, instead, I'm talking to him on the phone.
'Oh hi Liz, what's up?'
When did he start calling me Liz?
What? You've clearly got bigger problems right now.
'I'm sorry I'm calling you but I've got a bit of a problem right now', I mumble but shut myself up.
What am I even doing? He's not going to care. I shouldn't have called him. I should have tried to reach Sophie again.
'Hey, Liz. Listen to me, what's up?'
I didn't even realize he was talking to me.
'I'm sorry I- The power in my building is out and I need to submit my acceptance letter until midnight and I'm just freaking our right now because I don't know what to do.'
'Liz, Liz. Hold on. First of all, take a breath okay?'
I take a deep breath.
'Okay, now, get in your car, drive to my place and use my wifi.'
I try to comprehend what he's saying.
'Liz?'
'Yeah?'
'Now.'
'Right. Okay, I'll get dressed and I'm coming.'
I hang up and throw my phone on my bed after Brad tells me his address. I throw on a big jumper and my leggings, put my laptop back in my bag and leave my apartment.
I'm still freezing when I'm in the car on my way to Brads place. The time it takes me to get there isn't enough for the heater to warm me up.
So, when I stand in front of Brads apartment, ringing his bell, my whole body is aching, I'm shivering and it's past 11.
When Brad opens the door I stare at him blankly. 'I've got one hour.'
'Our wifi is pretty good so you should be fine', he smiles at me, clearly trying to calm me down. However, it feels like I'm in some kind of tunnel. I follow Brad into the living room where I sit down on the couch and get out my laptop. I try to listen to Brad who's telling me the wifi password but I can't seem to get it right. It's like I can't properly hear what he's saying, all I can think about is how I'm going to fail my bachelor because my stupid ass fell asleep on the couch. What am I going to do? I'll have to do another internship next semester. But that will postpone my bachelor's thesis for about a year. I'll have to pay at least two more semesters of tuition fee. I don't have that much money. And I'm not gonna make my parents pay that money just because I made a stupid mistake.
Finally, Brad takes my laptop from my knees and types in the password himself.
'Works', he says. 'Now, where do I submit the letter?'
I tell him to open my email program, download the file Joe sent me and then I tell him to click on a fixed tab in my browser. It's the university program. He locks into my account and I tell him where he has to upload the file.
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To Be Loved By You - Brad Simpson Fanfiction
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